Who’s Sneaky – El Punto

Who's Sneaky El Punto

Who’s Sneaky – El Punto Lyrics

Artist: Who’s Sneaky
Song: El Punto

Llegamo’ al punto y prendemo’ una rich
Premium weed
Homies con gold y rubys
Manos doradas comparan el feel

Saben quien viene de snitch
40’s, OG’s, conflicts
Sale con 0 y se vuelve con 1000
Pasa la noche metido en el V.I.P

Me llama al punto y tenemos la sh#t
Thank you, b#tch
Homies con na’ que decir
Manos doradas con Prada y Gucci

Saben que tienen que huir
Molly, rolling, call me
Sale con 0 y vuelve con 10.000
Pasa la noche perdio’ en la street

I take her out, put her to sleep
Listen man, el nеgocio te quema, f#ck al snitch
No mori ahi dentro mеnos me van a ver, i got the sh#t
Premium siempre rolling my prim

Recien llegado me voy de win
I got the follow, ralph lauren, solo dejo la cream
Uh, ah, espera que suba
Saltan alambres de puas

Old cars like Cuba
So high no hay duda
Son vainas crudas
Compran la pura y te cortan la cura

Bae que me ven el jose por la oscura
Si estas en una en el barrio te funan
I shoot respect to the sky
Quiere que la ponga a volar

He likes to go up and down
Siempre pide mas
In put it in her mouth
Activa el point desde kid

Manteniendo el feel
Que si se corta se prestan pa’l ring
Llegamo’ al punto y prendemo’ una rich
Premium weed

Homies con gold y rubys
Manos doradas comparan el feel
Saben quien viene de snitch
40’s, OG’s, conflicts

Sale con 0 y se vuelve con 1000
Pasa la noche metido en el V.I.P
Me llama al punto y tenemos la sh#t
Thank you, b#tch

Homies con na’ que decir
Manos doradas con Prada y Gucci
Saben que tienen que huir
Molly, rolling, call me

Sale con 0 y vuelve con 10.000
Pasa la noche perdio’ en la street
Sale a buscar la money like a forty day
Vuelve cargao’ de sangre bando Bonnie & Clyde

Motor y police man, oro le vomite
Barras que no entendería su comité
Nosotros de flora y sed, hielo cocine, frio solidez de la capital
Tengo el veneno, my skin is ignited

If i’m in running decided
Luces al túnel son brillos full ice
Somos el ojo del baile
Hace la compra del por mayor

Plomo en el cuello del comprador
Todos en porte de exportador
Trajes de gala “Lafayette”
Andamos rompiendo barreras

Locuras que en memoria quedan
La cura no se donde queda
La music yo se donde lleva
No se lo que espera ahí afuera

Queremos que lluevan monedas
Aunque en el camino me duela
Vine para darles escuela
Y yo estoy exponiendo mi carne

Para poder yo regalarte
Todo eso que te prometía
Y nunca había podido darte
Pero ahora la cosa es distinta

’Toy mas enfocado que antes
No se lo que espera allá arriba
No temo codear con gigantes
Llegamo’ al punto y prendemo’ una rich

Premium weed
Homies con gold y rubys
Manos doradas comparan el feel
Saben quien viene de snitch

40’s, OG’s, conflicts
Sale con 0 y se vuelve con 1000
Pasa la noche metido en el V.I.P
Me llama al punto y tenemos la sh#t

Thank you, b#tch
Homies con na’ que decir
Manos doradas con Prada y Gucci
Saben que tienen que huir

Molly, rolling, call me
Sale con 0 y vuelve con 10.000
Pasa la noche perdio’ en la street
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El Punto Lyrics – English Translation

I arrive ‘at the point and prendemus’ a Rich
Premium Weed.
Homies with Gold and Rubys
Golden hands compare the Feel

You know who comes from Snitch
40’s, OG’s, Conflicts
It goes out with 0 and becomes 1000
Spend the night tucked on v.i.p

Call me the point and we have the sh#t
Thank you, b#tch
Homies with Na ‘What to say
Golden hands with meadow and gucci

They know they have to flee
Molly, Rolling, Call Me
It comes out with 0 and returns with 10,000
Spend the night he lost ‘on the street

I Take Her Out, Put Her to Sleep
Listen Man, the nеgocio burned, f#ck at snitch
No Mori there I am going to see me, I got the sh#t
Premium always Rolling My Prim

Recent arrived I’m going from Win
I got the follow, Ralph Lauren, I only leave the cream
Uh, ah, wait for up
Puass wires jump

Old Cars Like Cuba
So High there is no doubt
They are raw pods
They buy the pure and they cut the cure

Bae that the jose see me by the dark
If you are in one in the neighborhood you fun
I Shoot Respect To The Sky
He wants me to put her to fly

He Likes To Go Up and Down
He always asks more
In Put It in Her Mouth
Activate the Point from Kid

Keeping the Feel
That if she cuts, pa’l ring
I arrive ‘at the point and prendemus’ a Rich
Premium Weed.

Homies with Gold and Rubys
Golden hands compare the Feel
You know who comes from Snitch
40’s, OG’s, Conflicts

It goes out with 0 and becomes 1000
Spend the night tucked on v.i.p
Call me the point and we have the sh#t
Thank you, b#tch

Homies with Na ‘What to say
Golden hands with meadow and gucci
They know they have to flee
Molly, Rolling, Call Me

It comes out with 0 and returns with 10,000
Spend the night he lost ‘on the street
Goes to look for Money Like to Forty Day
Return Loading ‘Blood Band Bonnie & Clyde

Motor and Police Man, Gold Vomite
Bars that would not understand his committee
We flora and thirst, ice cook, cold solidity of the capital
I have the poison, My Skin is ignited

IF I’m in Running Decided
Lights to the tunnel are glitters Full Ice
We are the eye of the dance
Makes the purchase wholesale

Lead on the buyer’s neck
All in Porte of exporter
Gala Suits “Lafayette”
We are breaking barriers.

Follies that in memory are
The cure I do not know where it is
The music I know where it carries
I do not know what he waits out there

We want to rain coins
Although on the way it hurts
Vine to give them school
And I am exposing my flesh

To be able to give you
All that promised you
And she had never been able to give you
But now the thing is different

‘Toy more focused than before
I do not know what waits up there
I do not fear code with giants
I arrive ‘at the point and prendemus’ a Rich

Premium Weed.
Homies with Gold and Rubys
Golden hands compare the Feel
You know who comes from Snitch

40’s, OG’s, Conflicts
It goes out with 0 and becomes 1000
Spend the night tucked on v.i.p
Call me the point and we have the sh#t

Thank you, b#tch
Homies with Na ‘What to say
Golden hands with meadow and gucci
They know they have to flee

Molly, Rolling, Call Me
It comes out with 0 and returns with 10,000
Spend the night he lost ‘on the street
Find more lyrics at https://dcslyrics.com

Who’s Sneaky Lyrics – El Punto

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Release Year: 2021